The Empress Behind the Veil
Chapter 842 The Atmosphere of Death
Oi! I am an article!
“I've said that I'm not him!”
“Still quibble, if it wasn't for you at that time, My Cousin Brother wouldn't have become what it is now, if it wasn't for you, neither would my father have been sent to the border, if it wasn't for you and Zhao Xueyan the lowly woman, it wouldn't have been possible until now that I still hadn't become my cousin's sister's wife! You must be responsible for all this!”
Oi! I am an article!
Yongping said with wide-eyed pupils, when he said the last sentence, his voice was already as loud as a female ghost who had no outlet to complain about.
In Ye Wushuang's heart felt very confused and cursed at herself for being so unlucky. Not just resting well in his room and reading a book, but he instead wants to go out for a walk, no problem if taking a walk, no problem, but he came here to listen to the lute game played by others. Now that it was critical, he had instead met Qin Ruchen's enemy before he died, wasn't Ye Wushuang just looking for trouble for herself?
“I really am not Queen Qin, you misunderstood me!”
“Silence, do you think I'm blind? Even though entering hell level 18, I also still remember your look.”
Oi! I am an article!
“I....”.
“Do not talk nonsense, I will kill you now.”
Finished speaking, Princess Yongping instantly drew a sharp sword from one of his bodyguards, without a word, she directly pointed it towards Ye Wushuang.
Ye Wushuang had already seen the other party's intent to kill him, so she immediately bowed to dodge. The sword slashed through the cold air and emitted an even colder light that appeared under the sunlight. Seeing this cold light, Ye Wushuang felt her heart pounding violently, the next second, Ye Wushuang paid no heed to anything else, directly pushing the people blocking the way and hurriedly escaping.
Ye Wushuang did not expect herself to collide and enter Ji Xingfeng's arms.
Ji Xingfeng standing in front of him was already like a sturdy wall, Ye Wushuang reflected back when she hit him, Ye Wushuang raised her clear eyes in a panic, it was like the time when he was camping in the wilderness on his way back to Pingzhou, on that night Ye Wushuang quietly left everyone looking for the river to wash his hair and ended up getting lost, he said, while facing danger and ignoring the obstacles that were in front of him, Ye Wushuang instead entered into his arms.
It was like a ship floating in the sea and suffering from turbulence and finally finding a port to land.
At that moment, Ye Wushuang did not hit Ji Xingfeng's chest, but her heart.
Yes, seeing a pair of misty eyes, a frightened face, as well as long, messy black hair, ji Xingfeng's heart that had been frozen for a long time finally felt his beat and warmth return that he could feel so clearly.
What kind of feeling is that? Before Ji XIngfeng could think about it carefully, he saw Yongping ferociously holding his sword and was crashing here.
Ye Wushuang stood there glued like a malfunctioning machine, her pair of clear eyes had no response at all except to turn wide.
The sharp sword was only a few centimeters away from his forehead, Ye Wushuang thought it was really difficult to avoid this calamity, unexpectedly his body even moved to the side and dodged like a vivacious snake.
It was Ji Xingfeng who was like a life-revoting envoy from hell who was embracing her waist, then tilting her body until she could easily escape Yongping's attack.
Raising her eyes, Ye Wushuang looked at the side of Ji Xingfeng's face that looked firm and cruel, she was staring fixedly forward and slightly clenched her thin lips which made her look even colder. Then Ji Xingfeng directly let go of him and acted indifferently, as if nothing had happened before. It was just that the tip of Ye Wushuang's nose could still smell the gloomy atmosphere of death on her body.
Su Qianhua who was at the side involuntarily shook her head and sighed, what should have come would indeed be unavoidable.
They met in less than 2 hours.
